My only love sprung from my only hate! Too early seen unknown, and known too late! Shakespeare.Romeo and Juliet, Act I. Scene 5. (Juliet to her Nurse.)
With charwomen such early hours agree, And sweeps, that earn betimes their bit and sup; But Im no climbing boy, and need not be, All upall up! So here Ill lie, my morning calls deferring, Till something nearer to the stroke of noon; A man thats fond precociously of stirring, Must be a spoon. Thomas Hood.Morning Meditations, last two verses. (Wit and Humour.)